I hear you howling,
but there's no angels smiling -
on my final flight
I'll write a poem
'cause home's a lonely drive.
And I feel so denied.

Not from the gates of heaven,
nothing so sweet,
a complete lack of taste
I've been denied when
I know my mind is hazy,
and both my feet are lazy.
I'm sliding in the snow,
and I don't know,
I must be crazy.
But I don't think you blame me.
Yeah, you know all the struggles.
When hope is hardened in a thick
layer of soap
but filth me smuggle.

Still I try and tell you,
not to be afraid of destruction.
It's ressurrection I fear.
Don't waste a moment in here.
The cage is wide
just like my eyes
but I feel so denied.
Oh, well... I kinda tried.
Well maybe not, I lied.

But as the days go by
and fibs burn out like lights to lies.
I feel a spirit fly -
just overhead and when I'm dead
I hope that he can die.
And he'll come with me.
And we can sing the songs you taught me
when I wasn't dizzy.

So spit your blood and spin me -
oh, come on, one last time.
I'll come around the side door
quietly
right in the nick of time.
And with my nicks or dimes.
We'll fly the sweet sublime,
into the walls of desperation
till we have to climb

all the way to the plateau
all again, my friend I know...
It's quite a height to go
but down below it's very slow.
Though movement never ceases,
and, though, my soul it creases,
the perforations are faded
like signs on exploded gas stations.

Oh, please, make me your patient.
I've been so damn impatient.
I shake at parties
whether the room's just as large as ours
or small as heartbreak.
It's just a smart stake, to stake out,
and scatter about,
pick my receiver up, don't believer her,
what her story's about.

I know it makes no sense.
Oh, but in my defense.
You know, I tried to try,
but I don't know why I feel much less...

polluted when I'm diluted, I guess it's fair to say -
my god is here to stay.
And heaven's on its way.
But taking too long so I'll just write my songs
until that day.

That I can swim away,
from all the sharks and reefs.
And I can pack away
my lack of trust
and shallow beliefs.


And then unknown I'll use their phone
and hope

Another amazing write.

Awww. Thanks, Calleigh.
You always read my stuff and comment and it makes me smile.
But as I already said... you're keen.

You're welcome.

I liked this verse a lot.
polluted when I'm diluted, I guess it's fair to say -
my god is here to stay.
And heaven's on its way.
But taking too long so I'll just write my songs
until that day

Nice thought of being.

Don't fear resurrection.

You can do it. I know it.

Beautiful, I expect nothing less.

You make me smile too, you're awesome.

awesome poem

always thinking...you have the most interesting expressions of life